Reborn as a rival fanboy [E-sports]

Yu Jiaheng sat down on the chair in front of the table, picked up the photo and looked at it carefully.

The two children next to Mrs. and Mrs. Gu were holding hands. The older one reached Gu's mother's waist height. He seemed to have just entered primary school and had a red scarf around his neck.

The other shorter boy he was holding was still eating his hands, he should be in kindergarten.

The Gu family has two sons?

Gu Wangan is the eldest master, so where did the young master go?How come no one has heard of it?

Yu Jiaheng put down the photo frame suspiciously.

Suddenly there was a sound of a car engine outside the window, he stood up, and from the window facing the desk, he just saw Ji Mingchen's car driving away from the path not far away.

... How long has he been back, and he just left.

This person has been acting weird since the game and sent him back home, exactly the same as when Since was taking medicine for him and when he got into trouble.

Yu Jiaheng unlocked the phone and swiped to the side of Ji Mingchen's profile picture.

Forget it, it’s better to say something clearly in person, and you can’t feel emotions when sending messages over the air, so it’s easy to say things unclearly.

Anyway, see you tomorrow.

He turned off the screen again, picked up a new set of pajamas on the bed, and went to wash up.

Among other things, during this period of time, Ji Mingchen forced everyone in the first team to wake up according to the time and turn off the lights to sleep like a devil during this time, which really had a great impact on his biological clock.

After taking a shower, it was almost 11:30, and Yu Jiaheng's nightlife had just begun at this point, and now he was so sleepy that his upper and lower eyelids were almost glued together.

He plugged in the hair dryer and numbly blew it back and forth on his hair. He yawned so much that he couldn't even hold it in his hand several times, and was hit on the head by the hard shell of the hair dryer.

After finally being able to lie on the bed, with his head on the pillow, Yu Jiaheng's whole body felt light.

He turned off the bedside lamp, pulled the quilt and turned over.

"Ding--"

The screen of the mobile phone on the table lit up, and the unread message came from Ji Mingchen.

But the owner of the mobile phone has already fallen asleep on the bed breathing steadily.

Yu Jiaheng vaguely saw a light in front of him, which was very dazzling.

He raised his hand to block it, and the little boy's cheerful laughter sounded in his ears, "Is brother on holiday today? Come and play with me!"

He turned his head, and the boy was standing next to him holding the ball and grinning expectantly, with one of his front teeth missing, which looked a little funny.

But he thought it was cute.

He stood up and walked over to rub the boy's head, "Okay, don't cry when you lose later."

The boy handed him the ball, turned and ran to the other side of the lawn, arms outstretched, and waited.

He weighed the children's volleyball in his hand, it was inflated and very light.

"hurry up!"

"Throw it over quickly, hurry up, hurry up—"

"Hurry up! Run! Dean Yu is here again!"

The scene in front of him rotated rapidly, countless shrill cries passed him by, and Yu Jiaheng found himself standing on a playground again.

The toy volleyball in his hand had turned into a battered basketball, covered in mud and its patterns worn away.

The half-grown children around turned their heads and ran wildly, and a tall, fat woman walked by not far away.

The fat woman held up a long broom and swung it towards him violently!

"what!"

Yu Jiaheng was shocked and opened his eyes.

His heart was beating wildly, and he was breathing heavily.

After a while, he finally calmed down, and he raised his hand to brush the hair in front of his eyes.

Damn, why did I dream of that place again...

"Get up, get up, get up!"

The mobile phone on the bedside table "buzzed—" vibrated, and the haunting sounds that Wang Zhengping had recorded for them played repeatedly.

Yu Jiaheng stood up and touched the phone to turn it off. At 09:30, yesterday made an appointment with Ji Mingchen to pick him up at [-]:[-] downstairs, and there was still an hour and a half left.

"Huh..." He relaxed and leaned against the head of the bed, flipped through WeChat, and the message 99+ was displayed in the first team group as always, all of which were emoticons of Mittel and Tea.

I don't know where face-to-face all day long, so much trash talk comes from to show up in the group.

He quit the group chat, and there was a red "1" behind Ji Mingchen's profile picture.

Click in and see, it was posted at 23:39 yesterday, just two words.

"Good night."

There is definitely something wrong with this guy.

He was thinking in his heart how he would find an opportunity to speak clearly about this period of time later. He got up and put on his slippers to wash up. He went to the bathroom and rubbed his face in front of the mirror. I pressed it down.

When he turned around, the hair that had just pretended to be dormant bounced back, flickering as he walked.

Without knowing it, Yu Jiaheng opened the closet and looked through it.

This……

Where did Gu Wangan put all his formal clothes?Why are they all casual clothes...

He opened the drawer again, and when he was at a loss, the sound of a car came from downstairs, followed by Mama Gu's penetrating voice.

"Mingchen is here! Hurry up, come in and sit down, our An'an is still in bed..."

Yu Jiaheng, "?"

come so early?

He walked over to unlock the door, and as soon as he opened the door, he ran into the aunt who was about to knock on his door.

The aunt held a suit and tie in her hands, "Master, this is specially prepared for you for this event, but you must not be as self-willed as before!"

Yu Jiaheng saw her as if she was looking at a savior, and quickly took it over, "Thank you."

Auntie paused, glanced at him in surprise, with a smile on her face, "It's all right, it's all I should do."

After taking the clothes, a big stone in Yu Jiaheng's heart fell to the ground, and humming a little tune, he ran to the bed and raised his arms to take off the pajamas on his body.

Just after exchanging pleasantries with Gu's mother, Ji Mingchen, who came upstairs to wake someone up, looked up and saw his smooth and fair back, and stopped in his footsteps.

Yu Jiaheng was immersed in his song, completely unaware of the fiery gaze behind him, following his movements inch by inch, from his narrow waist to faintly undulating butterfly bones.

Until the white lining blocked his gaze, Ji Mingchen lowered his eyes regretfully and coughed lightly.

"Damn it!" Yu Jiaheng, who was bending over to take off his pants with his hands on the waistband, exploded all over, and turned around stiffly.

The beautiful arc in front of his eyes disappeared in an instant, and Ji Mingchen suddenly regretted reminding him.

"You fucking... won't you knock on the door first?!" Yu Jiaheng grabbed his pants and stared.

"Your door is open."

"..." Okay, it's his own problem again.

Seeing him stop still, Ji Mingchen touched his nose, "I'll wait for you downstairs." After speaking, he gently closed the door for him.

When he was gone, Yu Jiaheng quickly finished dressing, buttoned up the buttons, and stood in front of the full-length mirror and tied a crooked Windsor knot with a strange hand.

After tugging at the hem of his clothes, he pushed the door and went downstairs in satisfaction.

Ji Mingchen just sent Gu's mother and Gu's father back home, and when he looked up, he saw Yu Jiaheng, dressed in formal attire, walking down the stairs proudly, but a strand of dull hair was turned up on the top of his head, shaking.

Happily, I am completely unaware.

"What are you laughing at?" Yu Jiaheng asked strangely.

The strand of hair on his head tilted to the other side with the movement, and the corner of Ji Mingchen's mouth curved even wider.

"It's okay, come here and I'll help you re-tie your tie, this knot is not suitable for you."

Yu Jiaheng, who only knows how to make Windsor knots and peace knots, felt offended, "Don't."

Ji Mingchen didn't care about his avoidance, grabbed his shoulders to bring him back and straightened him, stretched out his long hand and tore off the tie he had been tossing about for a long time.

Yu Jiaheng, "..."

Ji Mingchen lowered his head, and his slender and strong fingers brushed the edge of the neckline under his neck without any trace. Yu Jiaheng frowned and flinched, and was immediately pulled back by his tie, "Don't move."

This sound was smooth and without any emotion, but Yu Jiaheng's ears were crisp for no reason, and he wanted to hide back again, and raised his eyes to look at Ji Mingchen.

The man in front of him lowered his eyes and tied his bow tie seriously.

Seemingly feeling a bit uncomfortable, Ji Mingchen suddenly pulled his tie to bring him closer, Yu Jiaheng staggered and almost hit his chin.

With his shoulder supported, Ji Mingchen said in a low voice, "Don't move."

There was a faint breath blowing on the broken hair on his forehead, and the smell of the man's fragrance on the person in front of him invaded his sense of smell.

Yu Jiaheng stood stiffly, watching his nose, nose, and heart.

Seeing his small movements, Ji Mingchen smiled, and quickly put on a focused expression again, but his hands were not as serious as his face, and slipped in from Yu Jiaheng's neckline again and again, rubbing lightly, as if a Be careful with it.

Yu Jiaheng was ticklish and wanted to hide, but had to endure it.

How can this man help him with his bow tie in such a rough way?

It seems that a century has passed so long, Yu Jiaheng's feet are going to go numb, Ji Mingchen finally let him go, "Okay."

Hearing his sound, Yu Jiaheng immediately bounced away in a [-]-meter sprint, ran to the mirror in the bathroom on the first floor and raised his chin up and down to take a picture.

He would like to see what kind of fancy bow tie can keep him wearing it for so long.

Why does it feel no different from his previous one?

Yu Jiaheng raised his eyebrows.

"Your tie is relatively thin, which is suitable for this cross knot. If you want to learn it, I will teach you another day." Ji Mingchen, who followed him, saw his funny expression and said with a smile.

In fact, this knot is the most complicated.

I just want to stand together for a while longer.

Ji Mingchen stroked the fingers that touched the skin of his collarbone just now.

"No, no, no, are we going over there for breakfast?" Yu Jiaheng was a little hungry, and he had no interest in these ritual things, but now all he could think about was eating.

"Let's eat at home. Auntie should have prepared it for you. Eat a little first. There is still a whole day to go there." Ji Mingchen led him to the dining room. The plate of steamed dumplings and appetizers should be specially prepared for him.

Yu Jiaheng's tongue was full of saliva, and after washing his hands, he sat down and wanted to start.

Just as he lifted the spoon, the small dish of appetizers was picked up by Ji Mingchen with his long arms.

In the next second, a cup of hot water was placed in front of him.

"Drink hot water before eating. It's not good to eat too much in the morning."

Yu Jiaheng squeezed the spoon tightly.

No way, I can't live this day.